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Chapter Twenty: Long Street

Chapter 20

Bai Qi's anger did not subside, but his hand became very steady, holding the broken gun, and the fire in his heart seemed to be poured into the broken gun, allowing him to remain extremely calm.

The two states of anger and calm coexist in Bai Qi's body, and Bai Qi himself is not aware of this.

Wang Fang held the big flag in his hand, rolled the triangular flag on the flagpole, and held it as a spear in his hand. Su Mu and Guo Ai were even more nervous. The weapons in their hands had been broken, and the two broken swords were useless, so they could only pull out the dagger.

Self-defense. They know very well whether this dagger will harm the Qi Practitioners.

A short dagger cannot even be used to encourage courage, it is only used as a comfort.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water in the alley suddenly reached his ankles. When Bai Qi took a step, there was a splash of water.

The long street was full of people, and Bai Qi didn't feel safe at all. He rushed up the long street, and it was also a fight. Who had seen such a heavy rain, and there were still people walking on the street? But, there was no turning back.

Bai Qi's speed increased again, and his body passed through the rain curtain, leading a long white line. A tall warrior appeared in front of him, wearing triple iron armor and holding a battle ax with a flash of blue light in his hand.

, the head of his pocket was chopped off. This warrior was two feet tall, and his height was less than eight feet tall.

The flashing green light on the battle ax made Bai Qi smell danger. He staggered half a step, raised the broken spear diagonally upward, and headed straight for the warrior's throat.

The warrior turned a blind eye to Bai Qi's broken spear, and the battle ax continued to chop down, as if he wanted to trade lives with Bai Qi.

The tip of Bai Qi's broken spear trembled and hit the side of the tomahawk horizontally. The tomahawk tilted and hit the ground, submerging the entire ax head. When the broken spear rebounded, Bai Qi's feet had already spun half a circle.

With the help of inertia, the seven-foot broken spear drew an arc in the air, and the sharp tip of the spear hit the warrior's neck horizontally.

With a click, the warrior's neck bones were broken. The tall warrior's neck was broken, his head tilted to one side, but he struggled to pull the battle ax out of the ground and swept it horizontally towards Bai Qi's waist. The green light on the ax blade became stronger and stronger,

The pale skin trembled, as if electricity was flowing through it, and a slight tingling was accompanied by muscle stiffness.

Bai Qi ignored the axe. If the struggle continued, he would die at the end of the alley.

He put more force on his feet and rushed up the long street. Behind him, Wang Fang's flag gun slammed into the warrior's throat, completely cutting off the warrior's head.

A burst of green smoke rose up, and the armored warrior turned into a paper man, floating in the water, and fell into the water. The red cinnabar on the paper man was soaked by the rain and spread out, making it as red as blood, which was shocking.

A paper man whose combat power exceeds that of the most elite soldiers of the Jin Dynasty. Is this Qi Master going to start a war in the capital!

Bai Qi saw hundreds of people walking in the rain, full of fighting spirit, but he couldn't help but worry.

The armored warrior turned into a paper man, but the huge battle ax did not change, but the green light dissipated. Guo Ai rushed up, held the battle ax in his hand, weighed it, and felt that it weighed seventy or eighty pounds.

On the long street, pedestrians in the rain turned back one after another to look at Bai Qi and the four people. These pedestrians either carried swords at their waists or held knives in their hands. There were more than ten people holding umbrellas, and the oilcloth umbrellas were densely painted with

runes.

What these pedestrians have in common is that there is no life in their eyes. When they look at Bai Qi, they look a little dazed.

Bai Qi paused for a moment and said, "Brother Wang, Brother Guo, Brother Su, when my father killed the Sirius King of the Northwest, he led 800 cavalry, pursued for 5,300 miles, and killed seven of the Sirius King's subordinates.

Twelve generals, how many enemies were there at that time?"

"It's 80,000!" Wang Fang replied.

"Well, with eight hundred against eighty thousand, my Bai family never needs a large number of people to fight. Three brothers, please follow me to fight out today. If we can survive, we will not be able to discipline this Qi practitioner who plots against me.

It's so good to die." Bai Qi said this with a smile, and there was no murderous intent at all, but Wang Fang and others were sternly afraid of their youngest friend.

Bai Qi came today and was obviously unprepared, but after seeing Zhen Zhen, he killed the female Qi Refiner quickly and quickly, and then fought his way out without any sloppiness.

This is a skill that only generals like generals who are aware of crises and can make strong decisions on the spot can do.

The tiger father has no son, the son of Duke Yu...

"Drink!" Bai Qi didn't need to boost his morale anymore. He shouted loudly and shot back, stabbing the head of the commoner boy who rushed towards him. The long knife in the boy's hand was almost as long as Bai Qi's broken spear. His speed was

After a minute's delay, he was assassinated by Bai Qi on the spot, turned into a paper man, and fell into the water.

After killing two paper figures in a row, Bai Qi's confidence soared. The broken gun caused great damage to the Qi Refiner, and it was probably his hope of survival today.

Bai Qi swept several feet away, and Su Mu behind him picked up the paper man's long knife and chased after him.

They are tied to Bai Qi and cannot take care of themselves. If Bai Qi dies, they will not survive.

Bai Qicai's words just now were not just for their courage. Bai Jian was able to chase down 80,000 enemy troops with 800 iron cavalry and kill the Sirius King. This unparalleled feat was not mixed in the slightest. If people like him were

If it's bad for Bai Qi, no one can protect them.

Bai Jian's eight hundred cavalry were private soldiers. So after that battle, Duke Yu was refrigerated by His Majesty and returned to his hometown to retire. The emperor was frightened to have such powerful generals by his side. This time, because of the construction of the Bronze Man's Palace,

, Bai Jian was needed, and Bai Jian was invited back to the capital.

Fighting against Taoism with a body of flesh and blood is not something that only requires courage.

Bai Qi is a beginner in spear skills. He just has no experience in this big scene of fighting. A broken spear in his hand is like a snake coming out of its hole, strange and unpredictable. Around him, among the white water splashes and flying raindrops,

Mixed with the deep red cinnabar on the paper figures, it looks like a rain of flowers.

This broken spear was extremely sharp. Every time it stabbed, a piece of paper would fall down. Any weapon would break violently if it hit the broken spear. Bai Qi became more and more courageous as he fought, and in the blink of an eye he was able to kill half of the street. His broken army

Gang Qi becomes more and more fluid, and during the battle, it gradually transforms into innate vitality. Under the influence of this innate vitality, the True Dragon Seven Killing Spear becomes more and more powerful.

Ten years of accumulation, and in this battle, Bai Qi gradually transformed from a warrior into a pure Qi practitioner. At this time, the passers-by transformed into paper figures suddenly retreated, and there was a loud bang at the end of the long street.

A tall puppet statue came rushing towards him brandishing a war hammer.

This puppet statue is made of wood, and its joints are a bit stiff, but it is extremely fast. The stone slabs on the long street were shattered when this puppet stepped on it.

Seeing the five-foot-tall puppet running towards him, Wang Fang screamed: "Xiao Bai!"

His voice was immediately covered up by the sound of the wind, and the war hammer in the puppet's hand made a buzzing sound, drawing a thick gray arc in the air and hitting Bai Qi. The hammer was as powerful as thunder, and its speed was unimaginable.

At least in Wang Fang's eyes, Bai Qi could not avoid this prepared attack no matter what.

Bai Qi smelled the smell of death. At this moment, the rain in the world seemed to have stopped. He could only see the huge war hammer falling from the sky, and his mind went blank.

Even if he has become a Qi Master, if he is hit by this war hammer, at most he will be a complete piece of meat pie.

Wang Fang was behind him, his hands and feet numb. This was due to the Taoist magic on the puppet suppressing his mind. He saw a bizarre scene, the broken gun in Bai Qi's hand, and the scales on the gun barrel stretched out. Bai Qi's

The figure became blurry at this moment, blending into the rain. Between the sky and the earth, only the truncated gun remained, like a dragon, charging towards the sky with its head held high.

In the sky, a purple thunder and lightning lit up, but no thunder was heard. Bai Qi's broken gun and the huge war hammer collided, and even the thunder was suppressed.

Wang Fang and others felt severe pain in their ears, and the shock caused bleeding from the seven orifices.

Bai Qi felt that his whole body was numb, and the muscles in his arms had exploded due to excessive expansion, and blood sprayed out. The huge war hammer was hit by his broken gun, and it was shattered together with the puppet's arm.

The puppet's attack had no effect, its arms disappeared, and then it raised its big foot and stepped on Bai Qi.

Bai Qi swung his gun angrily, but found that his arm only trembled slightly, and he could no longer lift the weapon. The gun fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

Bai Qi was not frightened, but just a little regretful. It was really not worth it to die like this. Wang Fang and others were frightened. Bai Qi was dead. How could they have anything to do with it? On the long street, the pedestrians transformed into paper figures appeared again.

They gathered around and had no intention of letting the remaining three people go.

"Who hurt my son's life!" A roar came from the sky, and at the same time a black spear flew. The spear penetrated the rain curtain and made a roaring sound. The air trembled violently, and the tiles on the houses on both sides were shaken.

As the spear approached, large areas were shattered.

The tall puppet was hit in the back by the spear and flew forward violently. The spear carried the puppet and flew more than ten feet before stopping.

"father……"

When Bai Qi heard Bai Jian's voice, his body immediately relaxed and fell limply to the ground. The fight with the puppet caused his body to exceed its normal load dozens of times. He did not die thanks to the Gang Qi in his body.

It has been transformed into innate vitality.

On the ground, the scales on the severed gun slowly retracted and submerged quietly into Bai Qi's body.

Wang Fang and others did not notice this. The three of them were still able to move. Seeing the paper figures holding weapons and charging at him again, Wang Fang first came to Bai Qi with his flag gun and gritted his teeth to resist.

Duke Yu is here, so there is no need to die...

A tall man flew from the end of the long street, holding a sword in his hand. His body flew in a straight line in the rain, without moving, and a vacuum corridor even appeared behind him.

Wherever Bai Jian passed, the sword wind surged, and the paper figures were shattered one after another. Wang Fang and others couldn't see clearly how Bai Jian made the move. Bai Jian arrived in front of Bai Qi in a blink of an eye, his feet landed on the ground, and the momentum all over his body suddenly calmed down.

, like an ordinary middle-aged man, with a plain expression.

"Get up, it's okay." Bai Jian waved, and the spear that stabbed the puppet to death flew back in the air and landed in his hand. He sheathed the sword and looked up to the sky.

Among the clouds, a Taoist priest with a cold expression saw Bai Jian looking at him and knew that this operation was a failure. He could not get an advantage from Bai Jian. Unless the Jiuding in Jinling City was completely destroyed.

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